Chapter 16: The Golden Rooster Dies
The more I thought about it, the more furious I became.
This Longming Mountain is famous for its rich species, when I was a child, I didn't sleep at night, and my grandmother would say, if you don't have any restlessness, there will be big tigers coming down in the mountains soon, specifically eating disobedient children like you.
Although as I grew up, I knew it was a deception. But in this Longming Mountain, there is indeed a person who disappears in it every year, and there is also news that he has been bitten and eaten by a fierce beast, and it is a braggart to say that he is not afraid.
This time, there were a few wild monkeys, and all three of us had no idea about them, so if we were to change them to a pack of wolves and a tiger, it would be fine.
Liu Ruxiang suddenly took out two pieces of yellow rune paper from his pocket at this time, squeezed them tightly in his hand, and said to us: "It was true that I was not prepared just now, I thought that the one holding the knife was just an ordinary wild monkey, but I didn't expect it to become a fine, otherwise I wouldn't have fought with it." โ
The confident appearance of the cooking lady can be regarded as a full boost to us, but her words changed and made us nervous again: "If it's just an animal spirit, it's easy to solve, I'm afraid of driving some dirty things, or dealing with us personally." Like the ghoul dog last time, this kind of thing is weird. โ
The group was scared, and they all raised their vigilance.
It may have been true luck that our group did not encounter any danger in the rest of the journey, until the sun was about to go down and we reached the highest peak safely.
"Master, where are we going to go to the cave entrance of the mandrill?"
Liu Ruxiang shook his head: "This will further provoke it, I said, this mandrill belongs to a kind of small mountain god, and if you do it on the top of this mountain, it can naturally sense it." You can understand that someone gives you a dream at night, and he can know what we mean and even know what we are doing. โ
I nodded understandingly.
Meng Lao Er put down the mother-in-law on his back at this time, probably because the wound opened again due to climbing the mountain, and the clothes on his back were stained with a few drops of fresh blood.
He crooked his mouth at this time, looking like he was lost and regretful, and then he cried and kept pumping his mouth: "I'm so stupid, I'm so superstitious, why do I have to listen to this home remedies?" I also killed the child of the mandrill fairy, I should be damned, I am so stupid! โ
I watched him confess, and I didn't know if the mandrill could hear it, he himself said that he was "damned", and if the mandrill was not polite, wouldn't he really feast on him.
Liu Ruxiang looked at him like he was going to die, and he was angry: "Don't say such nonsense, you are looking for death by yourself, you can go down the mountain with one arch, don't die next to me." โ
Meng Lao Er was dumbfounded.
At this moment, the cooker took out a compass from the basket behind me, and watched the pointer slowly turn around, leading us to move around.
"Ask God where is the treasure land, bless my master to practice the field, there is no water and no wind, and the five immortals gather into a yin pond......"
Liu Ruxiang moved lightly, and finally settled her feet and put the compass in her hand at her feet.
She called me to me at this time and said, "There are not many practices in the courtyard of the house, generally as long as the direction is determined and the location is roughly accurate, it is fine." But it's not simple in the mountains, your practice of opening the altar, and the altar is placed in it? Where? How should the offerings above be placed? What is the order of precedence? Towards where? This is all exquisite, otherwise it is a negative salary to fight fires. You watched carefully. โ
I listened intently, realized the importance of this matter at the first time, pricked up my ears, and secretly wrote down every action step after the cook.
She found a few wooden wedges and inserted them on the ground in the center of the compass, then determined four points, inserted them in turn, and finally tied them into a boxy shape with red rope.
Then he took out a mat from the basket and covered it with the square knot, which was the foundation of a field altar.
She picked up a white cloth and moistened it with sesame oil, wiped the bamboo mat until it was shiny, and then placed dried fish, live rooster, bacon, incense burner and other items in turn, as well as three six-cent coins symbolizing the thirty-six joints of the human body.
A group of offerings were prepared, Liu Ruxiang was wearing a robe and a mask, holding a short sword in his hand, and said in his mouth: "The sky is always perfect, the earth is virtuous, the blessing is benevolent, and the gods are ......peaceful."
Her speech slowly increased, and her steps and arms danced with her, as if there was a magical rhythm between her gestures.
"Jingle Bellโ"
The bells flickered, and a fresh breeze suddenly drifted through the silent mountain forest.
The hem of the clothes fluttered, Liu Ruxiang grabbed a handful of incense ashes from the bowl, and then slowly bent down, putting her hands close to the ground, and the incense ashes were exposed from between her fingers and fell to the ground, like a pen, drawing a rather magical character.
The remaining ashes were lifted in the air, and then the wind blew even colder, and as if purposefully, it was blown towards the altar on the ground.
One of the three incense sticks in the censer was peculiar, burning more rapidly than the other two, and the incense turned into red dots and was rapidly getting shorter.
I stared at the incense in a daze, unable to understand what it meant.
However, Liu Ruxiang gasped, stared at the incense and said: "The ancients burned incense for divination, and three incense sticks were lit at the same time, two of which are long and one short represents the great murderer." This phenomenon was caused by this mandrill, which was still unsuccessful. โ
I sighed and whispered. Mi glanced at Meng Lao Er next to him, and his expression became more and more nervous.
"Is there any other way, or a new one?"
"If it doesn't work again, I'll make a 'golden rooster' and ask for forgiveness right away, otherwise the result will remain the same."
The master turned his head again and ordered, "Second Meng, cut off a strand of your wife's hair and hand it over to me." โ
As she spoke, Liu Ruxiang untied the big rooster that was used for use, and then put it on the ground, so that the chicken's head was tightly attached to the ground, and with the other hand, she grabbed a handful of incense ash and drew a straight line on the ground, and the chicken was honestly fixed and motionless.
She took Fang Xiaomei's long hair again and tied it in a knot around the rooster's neck.
"That Fang Xiaomei, come over and spit a few mouthfuls on this chicken."
Fang Xiaomei was helped up by her husband again, her head lowered, and she seemed to use all her strength to spit out two points of white saliva.
"That's fine, just wait."
Liu Ruxiang pinched the red rooster's comb with her fingertips, and the chicken immediately stood up, looking like a dragon and a tiger, flapping its wings and running out, and disappeared into the woods.
"Okay, the golden rooster dies for him, as long as the chicken dies naturally in the mountains, instead of being devoured by wild beasts, this time it will be safe."
Liu Ruxiang breathed a sigh of relief, it was Meng Laoer, and the tired look on his face had also decreased a lot.